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Post by elephant shrew » Thu Aug 25, 2005 7:02 am

If I were a catapillar life would be a farce

I would climb down all the plants and trees

And slide down on my ----

Hands and knees.

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Post by JJW009 » Thu Aug 25, 2005 11:02 am

What an excellent first thread. Welcome!


Edward Lear wrote:
There was an old man of New York,

&nbsp; Who murdered himself with a fork.

but nobody cried, though he very soon died,

for that sill old man of New York...


more any one?




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Post by paulpowers » Thu Aug 25, 2005 12:05 pm

She stood on the bridge at midnight

her lips were all a quiver

She gave a cough and her leg fell off

AND FLOATED DOWN THE RIVER :D

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Post by ojfoggin » Thu Aug 25, 2005 2:23 pm

A Haiku I made up at school.



"And so," said the man

as the workmen's noise ended,

"That's how it finished."



And another one



Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear;

Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair;

Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy was he?



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Post by KindaWobbly » Thu Aug 25, 2005 7:04 pm

&nbsp; &nbsp; Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!

&nbsp; &nbsp; How I wonder what you're at!

&nbsp; &nbsp; Up above the world you fly,

&nbsp; &nbsp; Like a teatray in the sky.
Lewis Carroll.
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Post by JJW009 » Thu Aug 25, 2005 8:45 pm

KindaWobbly wrote:
&nbsp; &nbsp; Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!

&nbsp; &nbsp; How I wonder what you're at!

&nbsp; &nbsp; Up above the world you fly,

&nbsp; &nbsp; Like a teatray in the sky.
Lewis Carroll.
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Post by paulpowers » Thu Aug 25, 2005 8:50 pm

This is the end, beautiful friend

This is the end, my only friend

The end of our elaborate plans

The end of ev'rything that stands

The end



No safety or surprise

The end

I'll never look into your eyes again



Can you picture what will be

So limitless and free

Desperately in need of

some strangers hand

In a desperate land



Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain

And all the children are insane

All the children are insane

Waiting for the summer rain

There's danger on the edge of town

Ride the king's highway

Weird scenes inside the goldmine

Ride the highway West baby



Ride the snake

Ride the snake

To the lake

To the lake



The ancient lake baby

The snake is long

Seven miles

Ride the snake



He's old

And his skin is cold

The west is the best

The west is the best

Get here and we'll do the rest



The blue bus is calling us

The blue bus is calling us

Driver, where you taking us?



The killer awoke before dawn

He put his boots on

He took a face from the ancient gallery

And he walked on down the hall



He went into the room where his sister lived

And then he paid a visit to his brother

And then he walked on down the hall

And he came to a door

And he looked inside

Father?

Yes son

I want to kill you

Mother, I want to.............



Come on, baby, take a chance with us

Come on, baby, take a chance with us

Come on, baby, take a chance with us

And meet me at the back of the blue bus



This is the end, beautiful friend

This is the end, my only friend

The end



It hurts to set you free

But you'll never follow me



The end of laughter and soft lies

The end of nights we tried to die



This is the end



The end by The doors




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Post by JJW009 » Thu Aug 25, 2005 8:57 pm

paulpowers wrote:This is the end...



The end of laughter and soft lies

The end of nights we tried to die



This is the end.
That's chearful!!



I know every word off by heart. I annoy my friends by singing along to it :D



here's a nice happy Nick Cave one:



I can't raise my glass, without seeing her ass

Through its telescopic bottom



I can't raise my glass, without seeing her ass

Through its telescopic bottom



If you wanna know what agony is

Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass



Well love'll come a-knockin' with my toolbag and my stockin'

Challeng-challengin' her knickers



Well love'll come a-knockin' with my toolbag and my stockin'

With my bag a-challenging her knickers



If you wanna know whats shakin' down the house

Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass



I can spill my drink from the woman at the sink,

Coming at my lap with rum and bitters



Slop my drink, without that woman at the sink,

I'll grab my back with the rag and mittens



If you're looking for that woman at the house

Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass

All right!



I cannot raise my drink, without stopping to think

That some bad baby's givin' me trouble



I cannot raise my drink, without stopping to think

That some bad baby's givin' me trouble



If you wanna see what's inside of Sally

You'll find that doll in a hole out in the alley,

Yeah



I cannot raise my glass, without seeing her ass

That booze is a-turning bitter



I cannot raise my glass, without seeing her ass

'cause you got no more than bitter



If you know a little bit about my past

Take my switch at the bitch in my house




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Post by Big_Adam » Thu Aug 25, 2005 9:59 pm

I floted loney as a clowd,

who floghts on high,

then got borded and when home,



man i'm rubbish at poems




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Post by KindaWobbly » Thu Aug 25, 2005 10:03 pm

Trouble Lord, trouble, trouble's all I see

Trouble, I said trouble, trouble's all I see

Yes, you know I got nobody to work and care for me



Bad luck and trouble, two of my best friends

Bad luck and trouble, two of my best friends

You'll see me with no trouble organizing' bad luck, which I'm walkin' in



Bad luck and trouble, hangin' 'round my door

Bad luck and trouble, hangin' 'round my door

You believe it I'm a hopin', it won't come back no more
Lightnin' Hopkins
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Post by paulpowers » Fri Aug 26, 2005 6:24 am

Nick cave is so cool

And no-one saw the Carny go

And the weeks flew by

Until they moved on the show

Leaving his caravan behind

It was parked out on the south east ridge

And as the company crossed the bridge

With the first rain filling the bone-dry river bed

It shone, just so, upon the edge

away, away we're sad to say



Dog-boy, Atlas, Man-drake, the geeks, the hired hands

There was not one among them that did not cast an eye behind

In the hope that the Carny would return to his own kind



The Carny left behind a horse so skin and bone that he'd named Sorrow

And it was a shallow unmarked grave

That that old nag was laid

In the then parched meadow



And it was the dwarves that were given the task of digging the ditch

And laying the nag's carcass in the ground

while boss Bellini, waved his smoking pistol 'round

Saying ''The nag was dead meat''

''We can't afford to carry dead weight''

The whole company standing about

Not making a sound

And turning to the dwarves on the enclosured gate

the boss says ''bury this lump of crow bait''



And the rain came hammering down

Everybody running for their wagons

Tying all the canvas flaps down

The mangy cats growling in their cages

The bird-girl flapping and squawkening around

The whole valley reeking of wet beast

Wet beast and rotten, sodden hay

Freak and brute creation all packed up and on their way



The three dwarves peering through their wagon's hind

Moses says to Noah ''We shoulda dugga deepa one''

Their grissom faces like dying moons

Still dirty from the digging done



And Charlie the Atlas to the three said

"I guess the Carny ain't gonna show"

And they were silent for a spell

wishing they'd done a better job at burrying Sorrow



And the company'd passed from the valley into higher ground

The rain beat on the ridge and on the meadow and on the mound

Until nothing was left, nothing left at all

Except the body of Sorrow that rose in time

To float upon the surface of the eaten soil



And a murder of crows did circle 'round

First one, then the others flapping blackly down



And the Carny's van still sat upon the edge

Tilting slowly as the firm ground turned to sludge



And the rain it hammered down

And the rain it hammered down

And the rain it hammered down

And the rain it hammered down



And no-one saw the Carny go

And no-one saw the Carny go

And no-one saw the Carny go

I say its funny how things go
The carney song

I have this on limited edition Lp




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Post by JJW009 » Sat Aug 27, 2005 1:02 am

paulpowers wrote:Nick cave is so cool...
You really don't want to get me started on that! I'm fairly obsessive... Most of my friends absolutely hate him, so it's suprising to find so many foremers into him too!



[quote="The Baron Nights (to the tune of "Rivers of Babylon")"]There's a dentist in Birmingham

He fixed my crown

And while I slept

He filled my mouth with iron



He said "Rinse out your mouth

With the medication spit it out

Into the receptacle by your side

On the right (sound of spitting)

No- the right"[/quote]



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Post by paulpowers » Sat Aug 27, 2005 12:08 pm

wild rose with kylie wasnt bad but it was no mercy song




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Post by RedeyesUK » Mon Aug 29, 2005 12:14 am

some more Doors:



Wow, I?m sick of doubt

Live in the light of certain

South

Cruel bindings.

The servants have the power

Dog-men and their mean women

Pulling poor blankets over

Our sailors



I?m sick of dour faces

Staring at me from the tv

Tower, I want roses in

My garden bower; dig?

Royal babies, rubies

Must now replace aborted

Strangers in the mud

These mutants, blood-meal

For the plant that?s plowed.



They are waiting to take us into

The severed garden

Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful

Comes death on a strange hour

Unannounced, unplanned for

Like a scaring over-friendly guest you?ve

Brought to bed

Death makes angels of us all

And gives us wings

Where we had shoulders

Smooth as raven?s

Claws



No more money, no more fancy dress

This other kingdom seems by far the best

Until it?s other jaw reveals incest

And loose obedience to a vegetable law.



I will not go

Prefer a feast of friends

To the giant family.







(I also like Nick Cave, I only have one album though....can anyone tell me a good one to get next?)
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Post by paulpowers » Mon Aug 29, 2005 9:46 am

The doors are so cool

Dont read the rest of this post if underage
Lament for my cock

Sore and crucified

I seek to know you

Aquiring soulful wisdom

You can open walls of mystery

Stripshow



How to aquire death in the morning show

TV death which the child absorbs

Deathwell mystery which makes me write

Slow train, the death of my cock gives life



Forgive the poor old people who gave us entry

Taught us god in the child's praye in the night



Guitar player

Ancient wise satyr

Sing your ode to my cock



Caress it's lament

Stiffen and guide us, we frozen

Lost cells

The knowledge of cancer

To speak to the heart

And give the great gift

Words Power Trance



This stable friend and the beast of his zoo

Wild haired chicks

Women flowering in their summit

Monsters of skin

Each color connects

To create the boat

Which rocks the race

Could any hell be more horrible

Than now

And real?



I pressed her thigh and death smiled

Death, old friend

Death and my cock are the world

I can forgive my injuries in the name of

Wisdom Luxury Romance



Sentence upon sentence

Words are the healing lament

For the death of my cock's spirit

Has no meaning in the soft fire

Words got me the wound and will get me well

I you believe it



All join now and lament the death of my cock

A tounge of knowledge in the feathered night

Boys get crazy in the head and suffer

I sacrifice my cock on the alter of silence
Ahh the doors always making sense




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